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Cameron knew Micah was weak. He just hated how the man always played fragile while staying glued to
Rosalie.
Micah gave the fuming fox a calm glance and let out a soft cough. Rosalie tensed instantly. “You’re coughing. Did you catch a chill? Go inside and rest.”
“With you here, Matriarch, I’ll be fine,” Micah said quietly.
Cameron clenched his jaw. That man had to be part fox No one else could look that alluring while pretending to be sick.
Cameron stormed off and leaned close to Leon, muttering under his breath.
Leon didn’t reply. His hands just paused for a moment before he went back to slicing through the huge boar.
Rosalie kept herself busy. She heated water and gathered the spices she needed.
She was going to make pig stew.
People in this world ate their meals plain. They roasted meat over fire, ate it once it was cooked, and never cared how it tasted.
But everyone longed for something delicious.
Pig stew wasn’t hard to make, and she had the ingredients. When it was ready, she could take it to the bazaar and see how it sold.
Steam clouded the kitchen, thick and hot. Leon walked in with the cleaned pig meat and froze. Micah stood close to Rosalie, gently feeding her a soybean between his fingers.
Rosalie was still chewing when Leon’s cold voice cut through the air. “Sorry. My hand slipped. Go change your clothes.”
She turned around and saw Micah’s fur robe splattered with fresh pig’s blood. Leon’s face was expressionless, pretending it was nothing. He tossed the meat into the pot, and as he passed Micah, his shoulder slammed into him hard.
Micah stumbled back, his eyes narrowing as he glared a Leon’s back. Then he lowered his head and gave Rosalie a small smile.
“Matriarch, my clothes got dirty. I’ll go change.”
Rosalie nodded. “The kitchen’s smoky. The air’s bad. Stay in your room once you’re done.”
Micah’s smile faltered, but he nodded and turned to lease. The moment he stepped outside, he saw Cameron leaning against the wall. The fox arched an ey brow, his smirk full of smug amusement.
Rosalie turned back to the pot. She sprinkled in salt, dropped in a few herbs, then poured in a dark stream of soy sauce. The sauce spread over the meat, glistening like ink under firelight.
Now all she had to do was wait. Hours passed. The smel reached every corner of the house long before she even lifted the lid.
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When Rosalie finally opened the pot, the pork gleamed The fat and lean layers shimmered together. She took a piece, bit down, and almost moaned.
The rich, salty flavor burst open on her tongue, flooding her mouth with heat.
Cameron was already at her side. He grabbed a chunk and shoved it into his mouth. His eyes went wide.
“Matriarch, this can’t be pork. Nothing tastes this good.”
Even Leon looked shocked. He took a bite, then another and kept eating in silence.
Rosalie’s heart swelled. If Leon liked it, the stew would sell for sure.
The morning was still young. She decided to take it to the bazaar. Micah stayed home, while Cameron and Leon each carried a basket wrapped in clean hide, filled with the pig stew.
They walked nearly an hour before reaching the city. The houses were rough but neat, more polished than those in the tribe.
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